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    picnic with me in the moonlight as I read you

    my darkest secrets let's lose ourselves in poetry hoping to find answers in reality dance with me in the moonlight as I whisper my darkest dreams catch my breath as I exhale slipping back into insanity
    nnysspawn nnysspawn 36-40, F Feb 1

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    Why Why do you hurt her ,

    does it feel good do you not see that a word hits harder what do you gain, to see the one you supposedly love in pain are you any more a man just because you don't raise a hand. do you not see the woman you have turned into a little girl again. do you think you...
    love2suckle love2suckle 46-50, M 3 Responses Jun 20, 2015

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    This is a little crappy piece I did whilst

    feeling bad about myself, but it helped me feel better. It's called Hello Katie. Enjoy and tell me what you think about it. Hello Katie, do you see me? Or am I just a face, that you've forgotten fast... Hello Katie, do you know me? Am I just Autistic, the boy with help in...
    candlelitman candlelitman 18-21, M 5 days ago

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    Online we link. Our passions synch.

    Chatting about dirty things, My skin flushes and hormones sing. What I miss Though is a kiss. My heart would flutter as I feel My distant lover become real. And the rest... Are they the best? Or is it happily enough To once again feel loved?
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 2 Responses Aug 5, 2015

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    searching abyss banter in vain ferocity's

    cage silently insane oh give me words! spilling onto the page my crimson prose end this rage open wounds to reveal the heart carved on flesh in the dark still, no words flow
    nnysspawn nnysspawn 36-40, F 1 Response Jan 30

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    I Never Usually Do This But I Am By Random

    once found now bored feel like losing myself again to drive into forgetfulness back to thoughts, feelings, where i did'nt really care I am now borded, i feel like coming back to a memory i would like to loose myself again
    MsIndependant MsIndependant 18-21, F 7 Responses Jan 11, 2008

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    With an infantile willingness I'm embraced my

    fate, my death Coz an act of love and kindness always bring pain without depth
    ThePoeticPrince ThePoeticPrince 16-17, M 2 Responses Nov 12, 2015

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    LOVE ~ JOY ~ PEACE for 2013 !

    I wish you LOVE for 2 - 0 - 1 - 3 True love the kind we all want it to be If we  keep open heart (and eye) Love will never pass us by I wish you LOVE for 2 - 0 - 1 - 3 !I wish you JOY in  2 - 0 - 1 - 3  Happiness & Joy to you from me If we are happy every day joy will help us...
    deleted deleted 26-30 8 Responses Jan 3, 2013

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    Fear.. Not There is a thick mist whose Cold

    winds shroud the mountains Where strange birds call, And wild things cry, And small souls shiver in the night. There is a time of long, grey shadows And fear that has no name - No name save Time - And Time is not my friend. I must walk alone - same as you - Listening...
    bethsmiles bethsmiles 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 20

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    "I would have held your shaking hands,

    our hearts pumping and swollen with electric love, precious breath moving through parted lips. I would have kissed you in that burning room, muggy with smoke and one-night abandon. I would have loved you intensely, our souls embracing in the warmth of the city lights. I would...
    rebeccacee rebeccacee 22-25, F 3 Responses Jul 20, 2015

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    Today is my other son's birthday

    and so here is the poem that I wrote for him when he was a baby. _ _ _____ _ _ "Fussy Nights With Baby Boy" Do you remember when we would lie on the yellow couch listening to jazz on CBC as crickets provided the words? Occasionally racoons would fight...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 3 Responses Jul 31, 2015

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    The sunset is now just a daring orange flare

    beyond the treeline. I drive along a back road, 100 miles down the massive levee from home, in the ancient floodplains of the river I eyed as a child. I find the dirt road where I know (or at least the maps have said) at the end sits nothing but uncharted woods and muddy...
    Madrina81 Madrina81 31-35, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Despite that I know you can do worse Each

    little slight still does hurt. My innards retch and bile lurches; My heart flails and my mind searches. I seek respite but get no such purchase. I am excited but resist some urges; My mouth opens and verbally purges. The words mean that emotion surges. Your slight...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 15, 2015

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    Metastatic Always so independent

    until the end, Mom, Even your death subscribed to your own wishes. When we knew you were sick, No doubts remaining, a Few of us lucky ones had the chance to say goodbye Before you took your last breath, by you I sat and watched the Depths of your will grow, not weaken, And the...
    Madrina81 Madrina81 31-35, F 2 Responses 2 days ago

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    Poem I Wrote

    My life is on Edges... My love seems on Hold.... My heart black as night... With a Soul filled with Gold. -Written by: ChessHottie
    ChessHottie ChessHottie 22-25, F 2 Responses Nov 1, 2013

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    It may kill me but it won't break me

    because surviving this it what has made me so go on and try, sock it to me baby, it would thrill me if you'd take me.
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 17, 2015

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    Where giant clouds rollover blue skies of

    dazzling sunlight playing hide and seek with glow and rain we are the winners every time the prism colours arch across the sky turning greens and purple blues into a morning landscape of colour trees that sleep preparing blossom for my girl this panorama is our world and I...
    silenttomorrows silenttomorrows 51-55, M 1 Response Jan 31

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    Waiting for you Each second seems like a minute,

    an hour Waiting for you Little Billy at number 23 grows another two inches Whilst Mum's roses wilt and die Petals on the floor In the hoover out the door Waiting for you is my definite pleasure Not sure why I measure the time your away I suppose I must miss you Do you think...
    silenttomorrows silenttomorrows 51-55, M 5 days ago

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    Like This One...

    Unsatisfied Longing I have this wanting in my heart and confusion in my mind. The words I’ve left unspoken haunt me all the time. There are nights I wake crying when I wish that you were near. To hold me in your arms and kiss away this tear. Right now my heart is deep...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 17 Responses Aug 3, 2008

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    The Fool The moon shines hot,

    the sun beams cool. Thick breeze tangos Cross her toes. The blue grass sings for Tess, the fool, For her frolic And her woes. “She’s no account! She’s but a pawn!” Pale, pink Naked ladies sigh. “Let's play awhile, and then move on!” They will seek Fresh...
    bethsmiles bethsmiles 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 26

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    LIPS Words would hang like leaves from trees.

    They would pile up high about my knees. They'd cluster 'round nectar like hungry bees. If I had enough of em. Words would cover up the sky. They would soon learn how to fly. They would pull my hair as they glided by. If I had enough if em. Words would be the...
    bethsmiles bethsmiles 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 21

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    This is my life, where I was born

    and raised and grew and broke. This is the ABC's of my life. "A" as in anxiety for the feeling I got in my stomach when "B" as in bystander's look at me. I never cared as in "C," but that changed soon because after the "D" as spiraled out of control into my own downfall...
    Peterpansxwifey Peterpansxwifey 16-17, F 5 days ago

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    what died inside of this heart left claw marks

    on the walls a smile reserved for a precious moment be ready when she calls
    nnysspawn nnysspawn 36-40, F 1 Response Feb 1

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    As the candles dance

    and sing, Reflective of the stars they bring. Laying on a softened sheet, Mindful of our sandy feet. Enjoying dinner in the night, With the dancing candle light. As the moon does start to crest, And even though we needed rest. Time stands still between us now, Darkened weather...
    Patchworksoul Patchworksoul 31-35, M Dec 31, 2015

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    My Heart Was Ripped Away From Me

    I wrote this when I was 17. I wasn't in the best of states. I had been cutting a week. But soon after I wrote this I got over my life and pulled my-self back together. The wind combs my hair, the silk of the breeze so smooth. The sparkles in the night sky, they shine so bright...
    StephanieManoso StephanieManoso 31-35, F 6 Responses Dec 4, 2011

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    Lovely lines of blurry blood.

    Clean and clear cuts slathered with the liquid thick and messy, and oh how it reminded her of mud. Dirty heart and damned soul, only seemingly fit her veins would weep wet soil. Simply said and stated, her mentality was out dated. Death and dying were topics of days past, but...
    QueenVen QueenVen 16-17, F Feb 1

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    For 8 Years Or So...

    I've written many many poems. Since I was 8-9 I've loved writing them but of course they've changed through time and matured. Poems is one of my best way to express my feelings or my ideas of a story or something.  
    Rawa Rawa 16-17, F 1 Response Mar 25, 2008

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    she was sufficient in the worst kind of

    hate directed towards herself and never did date couldn't stand to see herself without clothing her humor was based on self loathing and if you wanted to know her she wouldn't give you the time of day. and if you wanted to show her just how beautiful she was, she'd say, "i am...
    electrapleiadian electrapleiadian 18-21, F Dec 29, 2015

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    no biggie no big deal small potatoes doesn't

    'mount to a hill of dry beans tiny tipsy bits of tasteless crumb too small for a place to be set no 'count pile of yesterday's dust a trifle'n fluff to be swatted the piddle'n mewl of a pitiful fool to be heard then swiftly forgotten
    bethsmiles bethsmiles 31-35, F 3 Responses Jan 28

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    My morning poem: Coffee,

    coffee, coffee coffee. Coffee, shut up, coffee.
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Oct 17, 2015

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    hey guys a first poem posted online.

    id lik positve criticism. Gladiator ur mind stored plots ur eyes held dark mystery ur nose sensed fear ur words icy cold ur chest bares marks of a warrior but, ur heart, empty and cold.
    honeyme20 honeyme20 18-21, F 2 Responses Feb 1

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    The leaves are around; the green foliage hits

    my mates place. His palace; where I'm treated like a royal dignitary. I treat him with the highest of respect... He manipulates a party scene, and that's one of the many reasons why he is my friend.
    DragonTheDragon DragonTheDragon 26-30, M 1 Response Jan 19

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    Eyes are receptors; Capturing the essence

    Of whatever is present At each witnessed moment. Eyes are reflectors; Visually reacting To what we're enacting While interacting. Eyes are projectors Revealing our insides And displaying what resides In our hearts and minds. Your eyes speak for you; That...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 28, 2015

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    I went to a party. Not knowing it would change

    my life. I was too trusting. Unable to stop it! Crying praying! Someone rescue me!!! No one came. I was broken. Real friends, family save me from myself. The dark thoughts, blame, shame melt away only to visit me again. Reminding myself I'm alive, God loves me, my friends...
    Sweetgirl4u2 Sweetgirl4u2 31-35, F 3 Responses Dec 12, 2015

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    Destination What can I do

    when the colors Turn to grey How can you be blinded by the hurtful things you say. You don't see things as you should Let the imagination run way off track Wonder if I sm coming or going Or when you will be back So hard to understand Why do you push so hard! Got to see the...
    aradia11 aradia11 51-55, F 2 Responses Oct 5, 2015

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    As I watch my love sleep,

    I revel in the exquisite and impossible truth that she has chosen to be mine. Such things are just not supposed to be for someone like me, someone who has done all of the things that I have done. And yet, miraculously, it is so. Against every conceivable odd, she is here, we are...
    DaughterOfRain DaughterOfRain 31-35, F 34 mins ago

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    healing comes in waves an ocean of unfounded

    fears sometimes drowning in unending tears the wounds now scars the voices friends learning new ways slowly, pain ends she's not yet there nights still haunt the laughing in the dark evil speaking taunts she knows the path seen it before in her dreams through the frightening...
    nnysspawn nnysspawn 36-40, F 3 Responses Jan 30

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    If All We Had Was This....

    If all we had were memories, …of the quite times in each other’s arms. Feeling calm, lifted, warm and floating, …would you know I was thinking of you? If all we had were feelings, ...tilting our heads forward to brush cheeks. Feeling like two melting into one, …would you...
    RandDannesk RandDannesk 46-50, M 1 Response Dec 15, 2012

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    Between the depths of the oceans

    and somewhere far above, not exactly from the heavens lives the Angel of Dark Love. With one crack of thunder followed by a flash of light, she enters your heart bearing smiles of delight. Once again I stand before you with arms open wide, a smile upon my lips and tears in my...
    Daledale1972 Daledale1972 41-45, M 5 Responses May 31, 2015

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    I lose track of reality Feelings are a memory

    I think and I dream But there's more than just me. One thing I've learned clearly is to tread lightly and dearly.
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M Jun 25, 2015

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    Silent Anger

    i stare at the sky. i just want to fly. why am i here? while the end is near. i hear a scream. am i in a dream? my dear old friend, dead in the end, leaving me alone behind, while i am blind. all of my kin burned for their sin. i fall and hopelessly lay there appeared a ray. i...
    me2you2me me2you2me 22-25, M 7 Responses Jan 9, 2013

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    It's a foggy morning entering Quebec.

    As foggy as my spoken French. But I remember enough to follow the lead of all the signs I read. :)
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 2 Responses Sep 1, 2015

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    Blue Peeling tears away Unveiling realms

    grieving Blue Forget me knots
    silenttomorrows silenttomorrows 51-55, M Jan 31

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    First Poem

    so i wrote this poem long back ! just sharing with you all : with lakhs of people travelling and thousands of passing by i found myself in the midst just gazing at the sky for i need to choose which road to travel by making decision was not so hard previously but this time it...
    darkknight3 darkknight3 22-25, M 5 Responses Jul 27, 2012

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    Man Hunt I saw the was you looked at her That

    demon in your eyes She told me that she loved you true Despite my being wise "She's my best friend" I calmly warned "You hurt her and you're dead" "I'll hunt you down myself until" "Your body has been bled" She ran away with you but now She's told me what you've done I swear...
    GreenEyedFox GreenEyedFox 22-25, F 1 Response Feb 2

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